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[Uncle Fester]

I was ticked off at her and sadly, this was nothing new.
My wife had been whining about "I wish you were home more, blah, balh, blah"
So I took a job running regional that had me home every weekend.
After about a year, we weren't making the money that I use to when I was OTR and right about the time I got to enjoying my weekends off, she was at it again. "We're not making enough money, blah, blah, blah."

So I signed up with Crete Carrier in the hopes that they would run me and went back on the road.
Oh yea, Crete will RUN you and they would rather you STAY running.

So one week I was home, the wife and I were at PETsMART getting cat food for our two cats and the gang from Cat Rescue was there with kittens and cats on offer.
There was one little calico Named Marie that REALLY stole my heart, but the wife vetoed that idea.
I was PI$$ED OFF!

During the next three week stint, I determined that if I was REQUIRED to go back OTR and pound pavement, I was GOING to have a cat on the truck.
After three weeks, I got back and went to PETsMART and looked for Marie, but the folks from Cat Rescue weren't there.
So I called around and got hold of the lady that had her and Marie had already been adopted.
I thanked her and just before I hung up she said, "but I have other cats" and that hooked me. I drove over to her house and met a little Tortie that I was determined would be mine. So I paid them the money and when she got her shots, I could take her home.
I went home to inform the wife of what was GOING to happen.
Oh, she huffed and she puffed, but I put my foot down and told her that not only was this the way it was going to be, SHE was going to pick her up when she was ready.
I was amazed that she aquiesed and said she'd do it.

When I got home after that three week tour, I opened the door and little Zoey was playing with her toy mouse on the floor.
She looked up at me and her facial expression said, "I remember YOU!" and I think she knew who's cat she was going to be.
I sat down on the couch and this little kitten jumped up on my lap, rubbed against me to impart me with her scent and chattered away as if she was bringing me up-to-speed on all that had happened since she came home.
That night, she jumped into be with us, crawled up on my chest, kneaded her spot and has been doing that for almost three years now.

Bari was my wife's idea. We went over to the lady we got Zoey from over Christmas two years ago and she fell in love with him, so we took him home and he was all boy, all the time. It got to the point where she couldn't handle a kitten so the next tour, I left Zoey at home and took Bari. He took to the truck and after this tour, I took both Bari and Zoey together and we all got along.

My next cat was Josephine and she has the saddest story of all.
Josie is terrified of EVERYTHING and was seized in a raid by Virginia Beach Animal Control.
That was a complete whitewash, snowjob and coverup by these people and this raid was totaly unjustified, so after two months of pouring spite, malace and derrision on city officials, I went to get Josie out of the Virginia Beach SPCA and after she scratched the living crap out of the shelter manager (I wish she would have caught this wench in the throat,) I took Josie home.
The wife didn't like the idea of this new cat, but she later came to accept her and after the wife left, I was stuck with Josephine.
So I take her in the truck, too.

Sure, it requires CONSTANT cleaning, CONSTANT water changing, CONSTANT litter-box scooping and CONSTANT use of a blowgun to get the cat hair out, but I wouldn't trade ANY of these animals for anything in the world.
These animals restore the part of my humanity that requires we nurture and care for another living thing and after becoming so closely attached to all three of these animals, I just don't see doing the job without them.
I even get calls from my old employer and each time I ask, "Have you done away with your no-pets policy?"
Their answer is no and I inform them that unless that changes, we have nothing to discuss.

I spend more time with my cat that I ever did with my now-departed from me wife and you know what?
She can stay where she is, my cats are all the company I need.